It's Ha-Mama Time!

Again, the puns are getting weaker and weaker. Suppose to sound like Hammer Time! This always happens seven months into nursing. He's sucking all the wittiness out of me. Craig spent Friday and Saturday in all day workshops in Nelson. The workshop was all about Transition Towns - collectives of people setting up their towns to contend with the impeding oil crisis. So, like food security, converting roads to gardens, using your loud fridge as a giant tomato planter etc. So he left me like (gawd, I'm so out of the loop of celebrity gossip - time for a dentist appointment) Brad did to Jen(?) - in the biblical sense of course - for two days with two bratty kids (this is the part we all throw back our heads in laughter at the obvious sarcasm, the kids are so mellow). So after Smokey Sunday breakfast (our weekly pig product and pancake celebration), Craig dropped Edie off at Kind Art Club and I hopped on Little Prozac and went for a little adventure sans spawn. Sola.

So I rode past a field of cows and saw a picture of love. Really, this spot is cow heaven with river flowing gently beside them, a grove of trees for heat relief. Edie and I sometimes picnic beside them. But yesterday I saw a mama and baby cow laying beside each other just enjoying the peace of it all. I almost cried. Damn, I want a cow so bad! I make it to my destination, chucked Prozac in the bushes and hiked down to the river. Came across a new bridge to the sweetest swimming hole in town.

Hiked up my bloomers (which I'm living in by the way these days - so comfy and cool!) because after the handy dandy bridge there was traversing involved that was pretty deep and chilly. And who's the nerd taking pictures of her legs for her blog in the middle of paradise? Me!

And voila. Our neighbour was kind enough to build a diving dock last year. So I took a dip, set up on dock with a book, a freshly immersed into glacier cold river body, Mama's new hat and pretty much nothing else and therma-rest chair. Heaven. No, actually, last year it was Heaven when I did the exact same routine but I was pregnant and brought along a Toblerone bar and an orange. It was so hot my chocolate bar melted on the way so I ate it by scooping out the bits with orange segments. Heaven, yeah.

Then I rode home, let out a loud "awwwww!" to the love cows in the pasture and found Kale right where I left him. We're so blessed the monks didn't come take him away while I was gone.

What a lucky Mama! I'll upload the video of him squishing his face against the playpen wall sometime. It's so funny. He always does that after we leave him in there for more than three hours. It's so cute!

Comments

[Laura K]

I'm convinced that you live in heaven....

[laila]

i love your blog! each post is a delight! never stop :)